Frosted glass

The glass fell to the floor shattering into a pool
Floating down to the bottom
Leaving tealeaf messages for the world
Then rolling themselves smooth
Every piece was found
And added to a collection of marbles
On the ground
Lined up one by one
From weakest to the strong
And as this earth was formed
God's wife had given song
To child as good as gold
Of spirit held up so bold
And all the heavens bowed
Such wonders to behold.